Night Of The Living Dead

Below is the poem entitled Night Of The Living Dead which was written by poet
Kelly
Deschler. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

Night Of The Living Dead

Rising from their graves,
Breaking through the ground,
Raised by radiation waves,
They are coming to your town.
Board up all your doors,
Nail them good and tight,
Or there will be blood and gore,
By the end of the night.
They tear down your walls,
Break through your window pane,
No one can help you at all,
When they try to eat your brain.
Those dead eyes make you shiver,
You scream out with alarm,
Zombies try to eat your liver,
And, chew on your leg and arm.
There is no point to tell her,
That it is just too late,
Go hide down in your cellar,
You cannot escape your fate.
Zombies are the living dead,
They do not easily expire,
So, cause injury to their head,
Or, burn them with fire.
Hungry zombies do not give,
Oh, you better run,
Or you will not live,
To see the rising sun.
Written by: Kelly Deschler
October, 11th, 2013
For Leonora Galinta's contest -
"Halloween-Only One Theme...Zombies!"

A series on TV called "The Living Dead" has been filmed here where I live and in another county just a few miles from my home..This reminded me of that..I haven't watched any of it on TV..They were needing extras and I told my son I though I would go and see if I could make some extra money..He said they only wanted skinny people..Ha!!Ha!! I would not fit in..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

wow, wow, & WOW! I feel like running now... LOL, I don't think I'm ready to give up that liver... on second thought, I don't mind them getting away with my brain, not much talent there... hehehhe..love this..good luck in this fun to be contest... LINDA